Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 339
Shen Jingshu crossed his arms and pretended not to understand, "What's the matter?"

Murong Li's eyes darkened, he stepped up to her, locked her condescendingly, his pupils were as black as a secluded pool.

"Earlier, you said that you would ask your own heart to find out whether you have feelings for me." Murong Li said slowly, "Now, do you understand?"

"Hehe!" Shen Jing smiled, his eyes filled with moisture that Murong Li couldn't see through.

She originally wanted to wait a few days and find a suitable time to talk about this with Murong Li, but now it seems that she can't avoid it.

Since she couldn't avoid it, she might as well make it clear to Murong Li, lest he pester her every day and ask her the same question several times a day.

Even if he, the one who asked, didn't find it annoying, she, the one who listened, would.

"I did think about it carefully." She said with her eyes rolling.

"And then?" Murong Li took a step forward unconsciously, getting closer to her, and the hand hanging by his side quietly clenched into a fist.

Shen Jingshu looked at the person in front of her with a smile, no longer dodging, the corners of her lips curled up like a blooming flower.

"I do like you."

The soft six words, like a thunderbolt exploded above Murong Li's head, causing him to temporarily lose consciousness and dilate his pupils.

His eyes flicked around his masked face, Shen Jing curled his lips together, walked around him, and walked slowly towards the round stool beside the table.

Before saying it, Shen Jingshu always felt that the word "like" weighed heavily.

But after she said it, she felt that was the case.

Expressing her feelings was not as difficult as she imagined.

Sitting down on the round stool, Shen Jingshu glanced at the person who was still standing at the door, turned his gaze, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

His Royal Highness Bao Wang, who is used to seeing bloody winds from a high position, would lose his mind because of her words. Thinking about it carefully, it is actually quite cute.

If the people in the city saw his dumbfounded appearance, I don't know how many people would turn pale with shock.

Piao Yuan's thoughts were withdrawn in a flash, Shen Jing straightened his robe, and said lightly: "I understand my intentions. However, the prince also knows that I have a lot of problems, and the way of thinking and dealing with problems is different from Other people around the prince are different. So, there are some things, I think, I have to clarify with the prince in advance. "

Murong Li was taken aback when he heard the sound, then turned around, staring at her seriously.

"What's the matter? Tell me!"

Shen Jingshu smiled, tapped the table with the five fingers of his right hand casually, and said leisurely: "My lord should know that sometimes two people who like each other may not be able to get together."

"In the final analysis, the temperament of the two people, and even the views of the two people on various things, play a crucial role in determining."

Murong Li pursed his lips and did not speak, waiting for her to continue.

She glanced at Murong Li, with a smile on her lips, and continued: "There is something that the lord must already know. What I want is for the husband and wife to join hands in a peaceful life. If the person I like, I think about left and right. Surrounded by beauties, no matter how much I like him, I will forget him and leave him in the end."

"Again, I hope that my future husband will cherish me and love me, be able to tolerate my petty temper, and even more tolerate my occasional poisoning to tease people, just like how I poisoned and teased your imperial brother today."

"If you can't tolerate this, then I will advise you to take your mind back, the two of us are not suitable."

"Finished?" Murong said sharply.

Rolling her eyes, she nodded.

(End of this chapter)